Is a personal project which comes from my persuasion of errors in the meat industry. In 2015 I ritually slaughtered a pig for comsumption, a happy moment for the Don Bosco Boys orphanage. We enjoyed the bacon.

Back in Holland my  view on meat  changed. I felt it was a  living animal  before, with skin just like ours, a warm body. I asked a child in the supermarket where he thought that piece of achterham came from. He answered: ‘Albert Heijn!’ I continued my research of meat-comsumption in Holland, and ended up visiting a slaughterhouse several times a month. This slaughterhouse processed the animals to perfect pieces in color and shape, wrapped in products. Around 600 pigs were killed there every 30 days. I learned to fake color of meat by pouring some extra blood. This is also why meat from the supermarket can shrink so much in the pan, which is the liquid of blood vaporing away.

My  view on meat  changed again. I could feel the animals from  flesh and blood under my bacon. Pigs also have the most similar skin to humans, thats why tattoo artists sometimes practice on pig-skin. Yet, the act of buying meat in supermarkets was too distant from that feeling to its origin.